Chapter 49

Sorry it took so long. Last week/weekend was soooooooooooooooooooooooooo busy for me but I have managed to write it. I hope you like the chapter. I still don't own Criminal minds, sadly!

We knocked on the Rossi's hotel room to find he was ready in his dark suit and had packed his bag.

We all checked out of the hotel and entered a black SUV.

Rossi drove and me and Garcia sat in the back. I tried to focus on the journey but I couldn't focus on anything.

All I kept thinking about was my mum, Morgan, Maeve and Hotch.

I couldn't help it but it felt as if I was falling deeper and deeper into my mind.

It was sad and lonely but my mind comforted me.

I didn't want to go further in because I knew that I wouldn't escape. My mind would eat me up and I would end up like my mum.

I didn't want to end up like that!

It was just so tempting and seemed so nice.

My thoughts were disturbed when the car stop about 20 minutes after I got in.

I looked up and automatically saw where I was.

I was at the cemetery.

I could see a small building where people were gathering.

I could see the gravestones and the uneven grass in front of them.

Then everything suddenly hit me.

I got out of the car and then it hit me.

My mum was dead and I was never going to see her alive again.

I was never going to write any letters to her again.

She wasn't going to see me get married or see me have kids.

She wasn't going to be there for me to talk to.

She wasn't going to be there at all.

I closed the door and fell to the ground.

This was too much for me. I fell to the ground and started crying.

I must have blacked out a couple of moments after falling to the ground because the next thing I remember was Rossi and Garcia crowding around me and asking if I was ok.

Diane was walking into the small building where the wake was going to be held for Diane, Spencer's mum, when she heard a small thump and uncontrollable crying behind her.

She turned around to see about four people behind her.

She pushed past the people.

She got to the very front of the crowd and saw 10 cars.

At the end of the row of the cars, she saw a black SUV.

The doors were all closed but on left side, next to the back door was a huddle of three people.

She couldn't really make out who was there but she could tell there were a man on the ground and a woman and man surrounding him and trying to help him up.

She wanted to walk over and see what was disrupting the start of her Spencer's Mum's funeral, but she knew it would look suspicious.

She tried to come closer but not leave the crowd.

Luckily for her, some of the people in the small crowd were walking over, so she joined them. The further she walked over the more she could see.

The more she did see the more she didn't like it.

She saw the fat woman in a dark lace dress helping a man up.

She couldn't see the man but Diane felt disgusted by her.

How could she get over the one and only Spencer Reid?

She knew the fat woman never loved him but she hated how she was helping another man up.

Was it her lover? How could she even have a lover with the best by her side?

Diane wanted to shout at the woman and then kill her.

No she didn't deserve to be with Reid.

Diane would have tortured her and then the fat woman would really wish she was dead! Diane started to speed walk to her but the closer she got the more she realised she was being tricked.

She saw the world famous author David Rossi opposite the fat woman, who Diane didn't care to name, about 10 metres from getting to the car.

About five metres from the car she saw him.

He was breathing, awake and alive!

Even though he was the man she thought was dead. Her dead lover… Her Dr Spencer Reid.